"Set up the instruments, tune what needs tuning, check the sound system; before you know it, it's time for the show." "Cool. Maybe sometime I can watc... you set up." She laughed. "If you want. It's hardly exciting. Then again, you probably won't hurt your leg, either." "See? It has its advantages." Brody grinned. "Seriously, I'll be there, and I think Mark will, with Hilary. Maybe a couple of other people, too." "That would be terrific. At least then I know we won't be playing to an empty. We both turned and walked towards the bedroom while holding hands. When we passed through the bedroom door I preceeded to the edge of the bed and she stopped to close the door.I could barely see the outline of her figure as she moved toward the bed to stand in front of me. With her hand on the bottom she pulled her shirt over her head. I did the same and before I could get that done she was sliding her shorts down her legs.With my eyes getting used to the dark I could see her standing in front. I slip on a black off-the-shoulder maxi dress with the split through the middle and throw a light boho-style cardigan on top, some brown suede heels and most importantly, my weed kit. One quick look in the mirror and I think I look cute. My roommate comes to check and confirms, “You look beautiful!” in her awesome Brazilian accent.I jump in the car, turn up some hype music and drive to his house. A wave of butterflies takeover my tummy as I walk up the long driveway to his front door. He. We’ve enjoyed it.”Heather smiled. “If your husband and you want to play, we would be willing.” She smiled a bit more. “I do women, too.”Now, the woman was shocked. Heather added. “I love to eat X’s cream pies from other women’s holes. I love the taste of cum whether it’s his or some other guy’s or a woman’s.”The woman was blushing a bit. “I’m Monica and my husband is Charles. Where are you located? I would like us to go over to your site and talk at least.”Heather said, “We’re at site number.